Posts from May 2019

James Taylor sang a little tune and probably wrote it too and I find this little ode to the summer running through my mind every year about this time: Summer’s here, I’m for that.Got my rubber sandals. I’ve got my straw hat… Summer’s here, that suits me fine.It may rain today, but I don’t mind.It’s my favorite time of the yearAnd I’m glad I’m here. I love summertime and the real J.T. (James Taylor not Justin Timberlake) expressed in song…

Memorial Day at Poplar Springs is a day when we honor those church members who professed Jesus Christ as their Lord and Savior and have departed this earth in the past year for the life that awaits them. Those persons were Grady Edwards, Sharon Bess, and Margaret Greene. Also, we had a number of family members and friends associated with our congregation to pass from our midst as well. During our time of remembrance, there will certainly be tears due…

My days of multi-tasking behind the wheel are over. I used to be able to accomplish volumes of work, recreation, musical entertainment, food preparation and consumption while driving my vehicle. But for the last couple of years, I have experienced a deterioration in my ability to accomplish the wide array of activities that I used to enjoy. Now when I drive…..I just drive. I always had a certain amount of time to achieve a particular objective before my wheels met…

My friend, Jimmy, used to give me about thirty strong, healthy tomato plants each year about this time. It took a couple of decades for me to tell my late, generous friend that the day he handed me the box of plants was the healthiest day of the year for these future fruits/vegetables. Because, you see, I do not coddle or pamper nor do I “baby” anything I plant. Once those sprouts were in the ground, they were on their…

Sunday, April 28th was Vickie Elliott’s birthday. Vickie works tirelessly in our church office and is the most meticulous person I know. She’s a gifted administrator and bookkeeper, a delightful conversationalist and never, ever forgets my birthday. About a week before my big day, she contacts me and asks if I want the brownies I usually ask for and, when the day arrives. a pan of quadruple chocolate brownies are waiting for me. Last week I established contact with my…